Thursday night, I experienced a dull pain in my mouth. Specifically, it seemed to be localized to the right side of my mandible. I thought I was feeling my wisdom tooth growing in a bit more. “no problem”, I thought, “I’ll just put some ice on it and go to the Dentist during the summer break (which starts for me on Tuesday). The next day, I woke up at 7:00 a.m.. I had to take an online test that was due by 5:00. As I was taking this test, the pain steadily grew more intense with every second. I began to realize that this was not the pain of a wisdom tooth breaking through my gum line. Something else was wrong. I tried everything to make the pain go away. I took 800 milligrams of ibuprofen. I ate two containers of yogurt, as the coolness of the food seemed to help for a split second. I took a shot of whiskey. I stuffed frozen hash brown bits into the back of my mouth. Nothing was working! The pain was getting to be unbearable. I finished my test, but was not happy with my answers. The pain got in the way of my thinking. Hopefully, I will get an 80. I realized that I had to drive to school, in my state of agony, and drop of the test. Dear God, I did not know if I could do it. I got in my car, said a little prayer, and made my way to campus. On the way, I stopped at a walgreens for a bottle of Listerine. The Listerine dampens the pain for the amount of time one can hold it in their mouth. So there I was, driving to campus chugging Listerine, but not swallowing it, and then spitting it out in a big gulp cup. I made it to campus and turned in my paper. I ran into some classmates who were on their way to the honor’s banquet. “Aren’t you going, Sarah?” They asked. I just shook my head no and told them I had a tooth ache. They sympathy I received was appropriate. I made it back home, called Dale and left him a message explaining my situation. I begged him to call the dentist for an immediate appointment (I do not know which dentist we go to, having never been to one under our new insurance plan). I collapsed on the bed with an Icepack on my face hoping that Dale got the appointment. Dale came home at five and told me the Dentist could not take me in that day, since they were closed. I was to call back on Monday. The dentist instructed me to go to the ER if I was in pain. You better believe I was in pain! Dale and I went to the after hours care center that is associated with our doctor’s office. I have no patience for the regular ER. While in the waiting room, my ice pack lost its cold. SHIT. The pain was back in full force and there was nothing I could do about it. I closed my eyes and pretended to be on a beach in Hawaii. It had a bit of a calming effect, until some cheese ass ruined it for me. Some office worker was flirting loudly with another office worker. Nobody in a doctor’s waiting room wants to hear about how you only drink scotch that is aged 10 years, buddy. Oh, and by the way, that “diamond” earring in your ear makes you look like a little bitch. Pain makes me angry. Tears gathered in my eyes and I continued to deal with what felt like somebody stabbed me in the gum with a dull knife.Finally the nurse calls my name. I see a doctor and she prescribes pain pills and antibiotics. I think I am on the brink of an abscessed tooth. See, a while back one of my fillings came out. There is a cavity under the filling. How can that be? I take excellent care of my choppers. Bad genes I guess. I had planned on going to the dentist as soon as I were on break. BIG MISTAKE! Yesterday I was pumped full of pain pills, antibiotics, and ibuprofen. The only food in my system was a few spoonfuls of Ice Cream as I can not eat much of anything. So guess what happened? I abruptly awoke from a pain killer induced sleep. My skin was clammy and sweaty. I felt the immediate need to vomit. My stomach stirred and my mouth salivated. You know how it is. I fell out of my bed, grabbed a trash can, and puked 4 times in a row. It was horrible. It was acid yellow, and it burned.
I have two important meetings I must attend on Monday and Tuesday that are necessary to complete this semester. I am going to have to e-mail my supervisors and let them know these will have to be postponed. See, the right side of my face is swollen thanks to the infection localization brought on by the antibiotics.
Also, I am in pain and in a vicodin haze which would both lead to an interesting interaction between me and my supervisors. Hopefully, the dentist can see me soon. This is awful. The pain is getting bad again, which means I need to pop some more pills and hold another ice pack to my enlarged face.
Look at what happens when I try to smile.
So how are you doing?